Chapter 9: Seclusion
With Zhao Rong's order, the soldier who didn't know where he came from suddenly rushed to Mo Huan's face, and a long knife was put on Mo Huan's neck again.
Even a god, why didn't the ancestors play cards according to the routine?
"Ancestor, you promised me that as long as you didn't hurt you in the slightest, you wouldn't blame me?"
"You're hurt."
"No way. I've used this method countless times, and the results are top-notch. ”
"And what were you laughing at?"
"Poof."
I took a closer look at the different forms of Yu Zi on the forehead of the ancestor who was squeezed by himself, like a small blooming flower, without edges and corners, wantonly blurred, and the whole forehead changed color and lost its shape.
"It was just a small accident. After a few days, you will disappear, besides, Ancestor, your head doesn't hurt now, and your eyes are willing to open, but you don't feel strong and sweat, right? Mo Huan couldn't hold back a smile and explained.
"That's ......." Mo Huan obviously saw that Zhao Rong heard this, and her eyes were bright, but she could see those soldiers and palace maids, and she covered up the past.
Unexpectedly, this old ancestor turned out to be an old naughty boy.
"That's hungry. I also took it upon myself to cook you millet porridge from our hometown, sweet, soft and glutinous, golden, with melted rock sugar, melt in your mouth, drink a mouthful of thick soup, slippery, soft, through the intestines, not to mention how refreshing. ”
Zhao Rong's eyes kept staring at Mo Huan's mouth, and her lips pursed several times, to be honest, she was really hungry, she hadn't eaten for several days, one was not hungry, the other was worried about the court, and she had no appetite at all.
"How about it, old ancestor, I admit that I pinched your perfect and beautiful forehead a little differently, but I vouched for my life, and after a few days, this Yu Zi passed. How about putting my neck down and tasting my porridge? ”
Mo Huan smiled and squinted at Zhao Rong.
I saw Zhao Rong lightly glance at the personal maid on the side, and the maid nodded slightly.
"Oh, by the way, I also served you a sour radish, moist and juicy, sweet and delicious, with a mouthful of porridge, it's not too happy."
"Hmph." The brilliance in Zhao Rong's eyes flashed again, but when she saw her cough lightly, she waved her sleeves.
The knife around the neck disappeared in an instant.
"Thank you for the kindness of the old ancestor not to kill, I will do my best to take care of the old ancestor until he is healed." Mo Huan's hanging heart finally fell to the ground, and the maid on the side gave Mo Huan a look, and Mo Huan hurriedly knelt down.
has been staying in Cining Palace to serve the ancestors, and the comfortable and relaxed life mode actually made Mo Huan feel a little relieved: Cining Palace made compensation for the suffering in the desert.
After a few days, she was only responsible for making some snacks and coaxing the ancestors to eat, or using a few small games to coax the ancestors to have fun, Mo Huan found that this Zhao Rong was calm and introverted on the surface, but in fact, there was a child living in her heart, conceited, fun-loving, and greedy.
If it weren't for the general's sudden visit, Mo Huan would have thought that her life would always be so comfortable.
She and her ancestors played with rock, scissors, and paper, and when she was on the rise, a maid came to report that the general had come to greet her, and the ancestor waved his hand in approval, and the general had arrived in front of the seat.
"Say hello to the emperor." Chen Yi knelt on the ground and kowtowed to his ancestors.
"Get up. Sit down. Chen Yi sat down in response, not seeing the palace maid behind the old ancestor, frantically squeezing his eyebrows at him.
What are you doing, haven't seen you for a few days, you don't know me anymore? Or is he not beautiful enough, not stunning enough, otherwise, he won't even look at it?
It's better to take the initiative.
"Hello General!"
Mo Huan lowered his eyebrows, stepped forward, bowed to the general, and made a blessing.
"Hmm. Forehead? Chen Yi just agreed lightly, and he was still puzzled in his heart, when will the palace maid also ask him for peace? But this voice, soft and laughing, is very familiar, and I can't help but look up and take a look.
I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.
The person in front of him, dressed in a set of aqua blue long skirts, swayed to the ground, light as clouds, white and transparent, like congealed fat, willow leaves-like curved eyebrows, full of autumn water and green, looking at himself with a long hair, a light lily, more delicate.
"The general doesn't know me anymore, I'm Mo Huan, the ...... on the desert." Mo Huan also saw a general in an ivory white robe for the first time, and couldn't help but admire, the creation is ruthless, why was he born into a royal family, rich and beautiful?
"Huang Eniang, how are you feeling these days? Have you ever drunk the good ginseng soup sent by the child? Chen Yiqiang pressed his amazing heart, nodded lightly at Mo Huan, forcibly looked away from Mo Huan, and greeted the ancestor.
What, I didn't even say hello, I thought he was very kind, after all, he was the first person he met.
is amorous again, he is a general, how can he greet a person who is not even a palace maid.
Alas, in ancient times, it was depressing, and the concept of hierarchy was polarized, which was really boring.
"Much better. Mo Huan, go and bring the milk ice cubes you made to the general to relieve the summer. Zhao Rong looked at Mo Huan, who got up on his own, and raised her head to the maid Yuyuan beside her.
Half an hour later, Mo Huan took his homemade milk ice cream, looking forward to Chen Yi's surprised expression when he ate the ice cream, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked.
"Before Stengerge left, he specially left a message for me, to take care of Mo Huan's future life, the meaning is also obvious, this woman, no matter what her identity is, what her purpose is, we can't move, we must stay until Stenger exercises Dawu, and then make plans."
"You can rest assured of this, she is in my palace, she is guarded, forgive her for having three heads and six arms, and she can't afford any wind and waves, I hope that when Si Tengerge comes out, everything will go well, and I will be safe for the time being."
"There is Emperor Lao's mother, son and emperor, there is no way, after all, trapping her in the palace can be foolproof."
Chen Yi's voice, like a thorn, pierced into Mo Huan's heart.
It turned out that he almost regarded this place as his home, but the other party just confined himself at the palace gate: it was just their political weight.
But so what, right now, staying alive is the most important thing.
"Here comes the milk ice cubes!" Mo Huan sorted out his lost mood and pretended to be happy and entered the palace gate.
"Quick, Yi'er, it is said that this thing is chilled with milk and ice, it is very good at dissipating heat and relieving heat, try it." As soon as Zhao Rong saw the ice cubes, she immediately gathered her words, picked up the ice cubes, swallowed them in her mouth, and a thick milky fragrance and coolness went straight to her heart.
If it weren't for the meticulous work, not the enemy, this child would stay in the palace for a long time, cook food for himself, and play games with himself, wouldn't life be happy!
Alas! It's a pity!
"Thank you, Miss Mohuan! Also, the day after tomorrow is Chongyang, and Stenger asks you to attend a dinner with the emperor. Chen Yi put a piece of sorbet into his mouth, didn't raise his head, and commanded Mo Huan in a low voice.
Mo Huan looked at Chen Yi's expression without any fluctuations, and suddenly felt a chill invade his body, outside the door, it seemed that the wind was blowing, and some of the hanging decorations on the corridor were blowing, making a clanging sound, fragmented and cold.